Yang Ce couldn't bear to see the slave ship set sail, not that he felt sorry for people's lives, but mainly because sooner or later he would sink these three slave ships and kill the people on them, and it wouldn't be in the way for a while.

The battle is not complicated, who is a pirate who is begging for a living in this sea area does not know the strength of the Han fleet, the signature blue flying shark ship under the command of Lin Afeng appeared on the coast, and those merchants were ready to escape, a round of shells blasted out, not to mention the slave traders, even the chieftain also fled, and the guards fled in all directions.

Seven thousand captives with ropes in their hands and feet were left standing on the beach, at a loss.

Seeing them suppressing a group of people, Yang Ce was also in trouble in his heart, and in the same embarrassment at a loss, he heard his subordinates ask in a low voice: "Admiral, what should I do with these blacks?" ”

"What should I do?"

Yang Ce shook his head: "I don't know, untie them and let them go wherever they like." ”

To be honest, these seven thousand people were of no use to Yang Ce.

If this is 7,000 Min people, after all, it is a fellow countryman, and it is too late for him to be happy; If this was someone from other parts of the Seven Thousand Great Ming, no matter where it was, he would not hesitate to take it away.

He had to figure it out for the rest of the rest.

If there were 7,000 widows, he would bring them back to Zhuang Gong; If there were 7,000 Malays and Luzonians, he would bring them back to Shihe; If it were seven thousand Portuguese, he would give it to Portugal for money; If it were 7,000 Burmese and Vietnamese, he would have stayed by himself.

Can seven thousand Africans?

Yang Ce didn't want to stay any of them.

For no other reason, the people here are so fucked.

It's fuck, that's the exact word.

What Han needs is people who can be soldiers, what he needs is people who can be elite soldiers, he has to practice, he can lead, and he can win battles.

At the beginning of their landing here, not only the four kings, but also the African natives under his command, were very strong, able to run and jump, and quite capable of fighting.

But then there was a problem.

Yang Ce's military training methods are in the same vein as those of the north and the south and the two oceans, and there are two distinctive characteristics in maintaining the combat effectiveness of soldiers, one is a hidden characteristic, and the other two are that they are strictly rewarded and punished, strict military discipline, and high salaries for high-ranking officials.

The implicit characteristic is the personality of the entire Han cultural circle, which uses some methods to stimulate the sense of honor inherited by the soldiers by blood and culture, and use people's sense of shame to enhance cohesion and combat effectiveness.

Mongolia, the Central Plains, the Jurchens, Korea, Japan, Vietnam, Burma and even the Nanyang countries all have such commonalities.

But Africa is different, so Yang Ce thinks that African natives are 'fucked up'.

This problem once gave Yang Ce a great headache, and finally simply admitted defeat and dismissed all the African soldiers under him.

Because he found that most of the tribes and some countries in this land had no concept of shame at all, and naturally there was no glory, and their culture was joyful.

There is no concept of shame, so it is naturally not shameful to be lazy, and there is no shame in getting up and running late; There is no shame in running outside the camp to steal the people's fruit to eat during the break in the middle of the exercise, and you can quickly bring one to the commander.

There is no shame in being beaten with a baton, and he will not be afraid of military law like other soldiers after being punished, he will only fear you and hate you.

Tell him that he was punished for violating military law, and he didn't understand, he just thought you hated him, so he beat him.

Without a sense of honor, it is difficult to follow discipline, and two soldiers trained under him for a whole year, although they did not do less punishment, but in the end they passed the cavalry test with excellent physical fitness and a little more normal mentality than others, and began to learn to ride horses.

But these two guys didn't ride the Portuguese horse that Lin Afeng had finally gotten for, and they had to go to the grassland to ride a zebra by themselves, but they were kicked and broke their arms.

The other was frightened, he didn't look for zebras anymore, do you think he was honest this time?

No, he lied and asked for leave to go on a slow trip, and only brought back a wildebeest that he said was his mount.

Is that a cow okay? Horns!

Later, he didn't have as much luck as a robe, and one day he forgot to feed his mount, and greeted his mount with a smile, and was killed by an angry mount with a sharp horn.

There were no horses in the Han Kingdom, all the war horses were snatched from the Portuguese and Arabs, and there were not many who could survive through the voyage, a total of more than 100 horses, Lin Afeng gave Yang Ce 48 horses, and asked him to train 36 cavalry, which will be used as battlefield orders, military intelligence reconnaissance or shock attack in the future.

As a result, among the thirty-six carefully selected cavalrymen, five African natives died in a year, and all of them were due to strange reasons, some of them fell into the king's courtyard, picked fruit from trees, fell and later suffered from wounds and died, some were killed by wildebeests, and some slipped into other pirate camps at night and made faces and were beaten to death by frightened friendly soldiers......

In the end, one lucky man was left to save his life, and his arm was broken by a zebra.

Yang Ce is wronged!

Seriously, as the highest-ranking and recognized trainer of the entire Han regular army, Yang Ce believes that with the current conditions, he can't take the soldiers of the African tribes.

It may be his problem, Chen Mu and Qi Jiguang, but Yang Ce thinks that even if these seven thousand people are allowed to come, if they want to train into elite soldiers, they will have to go through several mutinies, clear half of them, and then kill more than half of them with military methods from the remaining half, and in the end, it is worth bathing and burning incense to thank Emperor Taizu for his kindness.

Regardless of whether the Chen Drill Code or the Qi Drill Code, or collectively known as the North and South Lecture Martial Arts Drill Code, they are all training methods that focus on the cost and collect huge profits, and they will not work for the people here at all.

The most suitable training for this is to find a random pirate leader, pick some fruit from a tree for people to eat, and each person will be given a three-foot cotton cloth to settle down and a broken weapon, and then take it to the battlefield to take people's lives.

Facing the slave captives on the beach, looking at their strong bodies and frightened eyes, Yang Ce turned his head and said a few words to his cronies.

The rampant Han pirate soldiers ignored them and scattered in all directions, searching the shore for everything of value with knives on their backs, and the weapons that the fleeing tribal chieftains had no time to take were piled up into a small mountain in front of Yang Ce.

Homemade spears and longbows, Portuguese chain mail and cuirasses, iron swords and new Portuguese muskets, and several barrels unloaded from the ship by pirates.

A pirate who was proficient in the native language entered the crowd and did not untie them, but just asked them something one by one, and after a while, the leader of the more than ten captives was brought to Yang Ce.

He pointed to the mountain of weapons, raised his foot and kicked over the barrels in front of him one after another, and said, "Take the weapons and take revenge, kill those you want to kill, and bring back all the slave traders." ”

The kicked barrels poured out white sand covered with fine sand, cotton cloth of the highest quality, glass beads of unknown purpose, and salt from the north.

"Bring it to me, and you will be rewarded from the Han Kingdom."